FATHER CHRISTMAS

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When I was small, I believed in Santa Claus Though I knew it was my dad And I would hang up my stockings at Christmas Open my presents, and I'd be glad But the last time I played Father Christmas I stood outside a department store A gang of kids came over and mugged me And knocked my reindeer to the floor They said

Father Christmas, give us some money Don't mess around with those silly toys We'll beat you up if you don't hand it over We want your bread so don't make us annoyed Give all the toys to the little rich boys